The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 3287

"Ha-ha! I haven't seen you for such a long time! Cyril, you still look like a toy boy."

Teasing laughter burst out of Shepard's shaking body.

"And you're still so plump!"

Cyril easily returned the laughter.

A tall frame in pure white clothes, paired with his classically handsome face, made Cyril the very picture of elegance, a sharp contrast with Shepard's round and soft figure.

As soon as they met, an enthusiastic conversation immediately started as they were both obviously on good terms with each other.

Even as he threw Austin and Hare next to him curious glances once in a while, Cyril didn't pay them much attention as he continued to excitedly talk with Shepard.

After a few more moments, Shepard startled when he remembered that Austin and Hare were left with nothing to do. "Ah! I almost forgot!" Shepard hurriedly led Cyril closer to the other two.

"Cyril, let me introduce my friends to you.

This is Austin and this is Master Hare.

I hope you get along."

"Oh? Friends? I see... I thought they worked for you."

A barely perceptible nod was all Cyril offered to Austin and Hare.

As a master at the Divine Realm, Cyril was very powerful and highly revered.

Yet, the two before him emitted the aura of the lowly Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Since he was a Divine Realm master, Cyril naturally didn't pay much attention to them.

Usually, when cultivators at their level saw him, they'd rush to greet him with their utmost respect and shower him with praise.

Yet, Austin and Hare simply nodded back at him in response.

Considering what kind of people they were, neither of them would take the initiative to flatter a Divine Realm warrior.

"Don't mock me, Cyril. If I was granted the honor, I would happily work for Austin for the rest of my life!"

A frown marred Shepard's face as he narrowed his eyes at Cyril's words.

"Cyril, Austin's a talented man. You can't measure his real strength by his level since he is hiding it well.

Even with my strength, I won't survive even a single one of his blows,"

Shepard hurriedly explained.

A slight trembling in his voice was the only sign of fear he showed that Cyril might accidentally offend Austin.

If Cyril offended him, they'd both be dead with just one strike of Austin's sword.

"Is that so? Surely, you must be exaggerating?

You're no match for him?

Ah!

I see. Austin must have a powerful background and high social status. It must be difficult that you need to lower yourself and fawn over him!"

Cyril softly massaged his temple as he spoke.

"Austin, since you're Shepard's friend, I'll treat you as my own man.

Please don't show off your identity and background in front of us as much as possible. You should know that the most important thing for a warrior is his own strength,"

Cyril gently scolded Austin.

Once he was satisfied, he also flashed a smile and gave a nod to Hare as a greeting.

As a master of the Divine Realm, he believed that it was an act of great kindness for him to lower himself and deal with the two Heaven Immortal Realm masters.

"Stop being so self-righteous, Cyril.

You have no idea how powerful Austin is."

Shepard sighed with a shake of his head.

"Austin, please don't blame him,"

Shepard quickly added and fearfully glanced at Austin.

"It's all right,"

Austin replied indifferently.

"This guy's good at faking it!"

Bitterness flooded Cyril when he saw Austin's attitude.

Before he could argue, a deafening boom reached their ears. From the distance, waves of strong energy continuously swept over everything.

Even the area where Austin and his companions stood began shaking along the waves.

"Hmm? What's that?"

Unlike the others who were staring at their feet, Austin was pointing high in the sky.